Wednesday, November 16, 2011

06 A Haiku For Dr. Beautiful Mess


It is all over.
Where did all the years go?
Congrats Miss Ho Ho.


There aren't many people who can understand half the things/mumblings that come out of my mouth. There's even less people who can appreciate the amount of time I spend on anything fashion and the resulting mess (sleepwear chic anyone?). And for that, I am thankful to have the girl in the middle, the one who's always impeccably dressed and has a penchant for over-priced meals, as one of my closest amigos.

*shoulders forward/pouts/squints* x




Saturday, November 12, 2011

05 Familiar Faces

After 28 days, 3 countries, 15 cities and countless hours in trains and planes - here I am, back home. Body clock still working in Paris time but will no doubt be adjusted soon enough. And once I get everything sorted then I shall start recounting my mini adventure. Le Sigh.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

004 Parting Words


It's 7.10 in the morning. Jimmy by Of Montreal on repeat.

You know that feeling you get when you are going away and your tummy goes all funny? Butterflies right? I think I have that. I need to be at the airport in a couple of hours and I am yet to pack. I'm finding all sorts of excuses to not get out of bed. Chances are, I will probably forget to pack something very important but what the hell. It will not be the end. In under 24 hours, I will still find myself traipsing from one medieval village to another.

Found this..

There is something very romantic about traveling. A piĆ¹ tardi x

ps. thank you winsy and witchelle for the breakfast =)



Tuesday, October 11, 2011

003 We Could Have Had It All

Don't you just wish you had an inner Adele and is able to give birth to an album full of songs about someone who has royally pissed you off? Crushed your tiny heart even. It's not like I'm writing something here that has not been mentioned before, but the woman is ah-mazing.

Sung from the perspective of a scorned lover, Rolling in the deep is an epic anthem with a sweeping chorus. I remember when the song first came out. It was dirty-bluesy. It was unique. The vocal performance was outstanding. And the words? Well, let's just say it was good. It was love in an instant.

Almost 11 months after it's initial release, and after many life experiences, the song suddenly means so much more; It now hits closer to the heart.

And as much as I love the original, this version by Sydney-based electronic group Tales in Space is an undeniable take on Adele's masterstroke. With it's punchy drums, soaring vocal melodies and jarring groove-based guitars, it breathes new life to the song all the while maintaining the immense vocal and melodic intensity of the original.

Me loves.


Monday, October 10, 2011

002 Buongiorno

I usually spend most of my Mondays getting myself into the right mindset that enables me to get through a whole working week. That was a little harder to achieve today, knowing that come Thursday I will be on a plane en route to Italia. Productivity level at work today? Very low.

This may sound a little silly but I have not really had the time to sit down and get excited about this tiny trip I'm about to embark on. I arranged my flights five whole months ago and since then, I haven't done a whole lot of planning. A lot of reading about Italian history and a whole lot of watching eat, pray and love on sky. Maybe a few too many times. What am I looking forward to? This:


I am well aware that watching Julia Roberts cruising through the streets of Italy while sunshine hits her face in that perfect angle may have romanticized my whole view of what my trip could be like. But please don't burst my bubble. I will see amazing architecture. I am intending to eat a lot of pasta, drink a lot of wine, meet a lot of good looking locals, and do something that I have not done before, experience la dolce vita..

I'm very excited. Buona Notte.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

001 New Beginnings


"Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart' -Anon


Well you did a bit more than that. You walked in, ran around and left your tainy foot prints all over my heart. Can't wait til you come back and I hear about all you (mis)adventures. You have to tell me how que chimba parce goes for you. I might miss you. Just very slightly. x

ps. can't believe you ARE doing this!